Chapter 70: Possession

As my curiosity grew, a dim yellow light flickered on in the dark mansion of the Su family.

A familiar figure appeared by the window. The endless sorrow radiating from his gaze was laid bare before me.

Though we were separated by a great distance, I could still clearly see his face.

Boss Su was struggling to keep himself upright as he stood by the window, seemingly on the verge of ending his own life.

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Meanwhile, Li’er and Wang Run were pecking at their food like chickens, casting furtive glances in this direction. Evidently, they too had reached the end of their strength.

“Madam, the letter from the elder describes being besieged, which means the murderer who killed him wasn’t alone! And it also mentions that he was investigating something at the time, which is why he was attacked!” Mu Feng pondered the contents of the letter, analyzing aloud.

Yet the demon ape’s ability to heal instantly was not simply a matter of powerful recovery; the sinister energy at work was unnaturally eerie.

Su Youlan’s jade lips curled slightly as she immediately issued a command: all sects on the Divine Wind Continent must send nearly half their strongest to Dragon Abyss, to confront the cult in a decisive battle.

The Celestial Realm is vast and mysterious, far beyond the imagination or description of someone as ordinary as myself.

It had been ages since the last time I picked her up, and I hadn’t contacted Yao Feifei, Ji Xinlan, Dai Wei, or Gu Xinyi in even longer. Since I was free for the moment, I called them all together for a lively gathering.

“He wouldn’t dare!” Ning Yi analyzed the situation, finally reaching a conclusion and stating it with absolute certainty.

Tang Yu sat there with an air of leisure, showing not the slightest awareness of danger. He believed that Yu Lingtian could handle things well; if not for the test of Song Qingyu, Tang Yu wouldn’t have had to go to such trouble.

A fierce wind swept through, yellow sands filled the sky over the Xuanhuang Continent. They saw a green figure streak across the heavens and vanish. Thunder rolled, waves surged, and more mighty figures arrived—patriarchs from various sects and wandering cultivators from the Heavenly Domain.

Streams of light coiled around, binding the massive phantom of the Kunpeng. Xie Kong was imprisoned, his body suspended in midair.

“I know your supervisor must be inside the association. I hope he doesn’t regret his actions,” Jiutian said, settling back onto the sofa and dialing a number on his phone.

With the monster-slaying conference about to begin, all kinds of business in Nantian City were booming. Places like Lingmiao Pavilion were must-visits for cultivators. As Hua Tian and his companion ventured deeper, the number of cultivators around them increased.

“Do you think the evidence isn’t convincing enough?” Tang Chen laughed, then addressed the spot Ouyang Jie had treated for Li Man earlier. Sure enough, the scar on Li Man’s body reappeared.

Zhou An couldn’t help but read a few more pages, and after comparing the summary and table of contents, he roughly understood the specifics of the book.

With that matter settled, the meal went down smoothly. Xie Ran’s invitation to Jiutian was purely to befriend the advisor from the Divine Surveillance Bureau. The number of honorary advisors in the Bureau could be counted on one hand. No matter which city Jiutian visited, the Bureau would treat him with utmost respect.

That man was General Zhang Yizhi, clad in armor with a sword at his waist, exuding the aura of a true soldier—an image starkly different from his previous role as strategist. Though not everyone in the Northern Border camp knew Zhang Yizhi had once been a deadly foe, some were well aware.

“You know my sister too?” Her cheeks were pinched playfully, but her black eyes focused on the crucial information.

“Here, this is the promise I made to you. Just swallow it directly.” Su Qingtian said, flicking her finger and sending a blood pearl towards Zhang Jiayong, who opened his mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.

“No way—eternal life? That’s just a myth! I’ve never seen anyone who’s truly immortal.” Zhang Jiayong shook his head, disagreeing. Countless prodigies had sought immortality through the ages, all ending in failure. Surely, no one in this world could live forever.